Mestvin is so cool...

How many times have you crashed LOTC? Be honest. What's your favorite food?

Galbatorix stood upon the ramparts of the Sepulchre. His view stretched out across the horizon, observing the frozen wasteland that had become home. The Rimeglen, expansive as it is, seldom had willing visitors. Out of the snow a figure appeared.. He smiled coldly, the Bard had returned. "Let us begin" The gates of the Sepulchre opened with a groan.

The Darkstalker took the missive from the Clutches of The Witch King "This shit is peak" He rasped Then swiftly stabbed the old Wick in the heart, abandoning the Sepulchre for a higher purpose

The Darkstalker looked down at the shattered corpse of an elf. Remorse.. was not the right word. He dwelled upon this for a moment. Disappointment, that was it. A bard had just parted the Sepulchre with a quest, and this elf lay dead on the floor. "A pity" He waved a hand to the ghouls, motioning them to move the body into storage, before turning and walking down the hall toward his quarters.

Didn’t I watch you 1v2 some Naz mages with a sling on Kusi at age 7

Galbatorix laughed as he read the missive "I look forward to dragging this one's corpse into the abyss" The Paramount then passed the letter back to his ghoul, considering destroying him for bringing such useless information.

"A complicated man.." The dwarf said, deep in the wilderness. "I cannot help but admire the ambition..."

Not a question but thank you for showing me the ropes as a new player, I likely would have quit without you helping to explain server rules, how to get involved with RP communities and of course informing me about figura

A ghoul hands Galbatorix a missive within the Black Sepulchre "Quite the spot for a wedding" The black knight drawled and tucked the letter within his robes.

The Frostbeard sat high in the mountains, lost within the thoughts of his own mind. He looked down upon the tundra. Still deep in thought, a bird arrived. He carefully took the missive from the bird, before breaking it's neck as his next meal. "Hrm, teh cul' o Wyvrun? Seems meh brethren are finalleh showin ter propah respec' ter teh Whoite Dragon" Aech then took the hilt of Grudgebreaker and wrested it's blade from the snow before starting the trek back to Urguan, in search of Dugan

Galbatorix laughed as he read the missive "Finally, some bloodshed in the Rimeglen. These mortals won't even breach the front gate." The Darkstalker then burned the paper, and went back to honing his Khor Blade.